People always think about the mistakes they've made, the people they've hurt, the lies they've told, and the other past sins in their life. They look at them, put their heads in their hands, sob, and wonder to themselves 'how did I become such an awful person? Why don't I just die, or something?' Those people are forgetting something though... things change. People do change. Things can be made better, and wounds healed.

No matter who you were, you don't always have to be that person. A person is defined not by the mistakes of his past, but rather how he reacts to those mistakes. We're all human, and we all are going to **** up terribly at one point or another. And perhaps we'll **** up so bad, things may never seem to be able to get better... or at least back to the way things were.

So be it. Humans are made to adapt, that's why we're such fascinating creatures. We evolve, change, and adapt at the blink of an eye.

And sometimes its not our fault. Sometimes fate simply gives us a ****** hand. Sometimes the gods simply decide we're the entertainment for the day, and so rain bad luck down on us like evil hail. Sometimes you simply cannot help what happens, but that doesn't mean luck such as that can rule you. You're still you. You're still able to think, to reflect, and to react. And how you react is what people will remember you for.

So stop brooding. Stop dwelling. If you wish to be the person you want to be, its time you've picked yourself up, dusted yourself off, and kept walking. Time heals wounds, yes, but if Time were to pass you while you lied groaning on the street, it would not offer you a hand to stand. It would simply walk on. And while any human may stop to offer you a stick to lean on... no man can pick you up. That's up to you. So take the stick, pick yourself up, and march on.

I'm not telling the internet about my past nor my problems, that's just personal and I'll deal with them, but you and you're comment will definitely stay in my PC and in my mind until the end of my days.

I can find hundreds of almost Identical "inspirational" writings like this pretty easily.
This did not inspire me, but that's probably because I hate everything and almost everyone and everything. I have a disease called "being a cynical asshole".

People always think about the mistakes they've made, those they've hurt, and the sins of their souls, because they care, they have the capacity for compassion, they can LOVE. This is what keeps them human. To lose or give up one, means to forfeit the other.

No matter who they are, they are always that person. A person may not be defined by their mistakes, but they often forget that they made them. While most are human, not all are able to remain so. Sometimes a human ***** up so bad that their whole world ends, and everything that they held dear is torn from their grasp, and held just out of their clutches. We are given a choice, remain human, and be extinguished; or give up everything, and burn for all eternity. Most who choose to remain human, perish and suffer for eternity. Those who do not perish, suffer for the sake of the thing they hold most dear, and only exist because of it.

Humans may be made to adapt, but so many are afraid to, it makes them tiresome creatures.

And sometimes it's not a human's fault, sometimes an unliving makes a mistake, and God laughs at us for it. With Lucifer licking at our heels, raining down all kinds of Hell in our wakes. It doesn't stop us, however, no matter how unfortunate we are, we will always have just enough skill to counter our luck. It won't stop us from being what we are.

So I urge you, to continue brooding; Continue dwelling. Remember your past mistakes, and learn from them. Use your minds and your pasts to help others, and to amend what we could not. You can still be the person you wish to be, and you won't ever have to pick yourself up. There will ALWAYS be someone there when you fall. Because, somewhere out there, is an unliving who has momentary memories of those days when they were just like you.

We wish we could go back to those days. We had so much to look forward to. Even in our so called "darkest hours". Next time you see one of us, remember, we were just like you once. However, we no longer love, now.

I just re-wrote OP's based on my own personal point of view, and my own opinions gathered upon the world from said point of view. I tend to view the world from within the shadows of darkness, so it's only natural my variant is darker than the "rainbows and sunshine" original.

I want to apply this to my life so badly. I really do. I just can't. I'm literally the worst person I know. I'm worthless. I want to die. I have absolutely no purpose and all I do is bring others down. I'm even doing it right now. I will never be thin enough, pretty enough, smart enough, strong enough, etc....in order to survive in today's society. I need to just do the world a favor and kill myself. I don't believe everyone is meant to live. I'm one of those people. I don't think I'm supposed to be here, in fact, I KNOW I shouldn't be here. No one would miss me. & all I have to vent to, is funny junk. Because no one truly cares about my problems. No one would care if I was gone.

Your first and biggest problem, is that you attempt to base your worth upon the dictations of this dissatisfied monster you call "society". Believe me, I know, I used to be like you; I wanted to be accepted into a "normal" world, because I thought it would be best. However, I could never just meld into social life, I never truly belonged. Daily I faced torment from my peers, both adult and child alike. After 15 years of life, I had reached my breaking point, I was barely living day-by-day. I would fall asleep at night praying for God to kill me. Because I could feel nothing but agonizing misery.

I lived in this state for nearly 3 years. I finally got somewhat better, I had a girlfriend, and I loved her very dearly. I was willing to cut out my heart for her, if she were to ask it. However, it did not last, we fell apart, and began fighting constantly; And after many months of this, my tormented mind had finally made itself up. For the sake of her happiness, I pushed her away from me, and I kept pushing until I knew she would want to stay away from me, until she would hate me for all eternity because of it.
I had to cut out my heart, because I would have tried to take her back if I didn't. Because I loved her with all of my heart...

Believe me, raging anger and misery is a bitch... It's all I've known, all my life.

Ok, first of all try not to be a pesimist I'm a pesimist too and I hate being one! and I wish I wasn't one, and of course everything that I wish for my self I wish for others. Second people survived genocides and had all of their loved killed, homes burned and everything else destroyed plus have been mocked for that by some mother ******* assholes, you've got to be more stubborn and try not to bring others down! You have to be like: "NO! I'M NOT GONNA BRING YOU DOWN! NO MATTER WHAT! NO!" helped me about everything: crying, being a coward, being a dick.. Everything! third I'm fat and ugly! ask anyone that knows me if it ever affected me they'll all say no I don't give a **** and never gave one about how I look on the outside! fourth suicide is never the option, you can **** suicide in the ass with a cactus made of lego bricks and nokia phones! That's running from your problems and it never ends well! You're alive that means you're meant to live until you die naturally! And if no one cared about your problems than why are so many people like me trying to make you feel better and get rid of your problems in the comments that replied to you! And I would care if you were gone because it would mean that I failed to make you feel better and avoid suicide! SO DON'T DO IT!

I'm not going to say that I care, because it wouldn't be believable that a stranger would care, but I can relate to you and that makes me truly sympathetic to your issues. All I can say is this: The sun may not always shine through your dark clouds, but maybe, just maybe, there's someone like you who could help you as you help them. I believe that everyone has a purpose, be it to change the life of one, or to change the world, either way, you are just as important as everyone else. Don't let the people in your life bring you down. Find people who will lift you up and help you through your struggles, bear the burdens and make sure that you know that they truly care for you. The world as a whole is unforgiving, but we are not all one, even though we are connected, we are each a different person. Let your light shine and kill the darkness that looms over you. I know it's easier said than done, trust me, I've been where you are, but there is nothing more satisfying than shutting out the people who are just dicks and showing them that they don't have power over you. I pray that you implement what I've said into your life, because I have felt exactly like you do now, and I still get that way sometimes. It's a long walk down a hard road and you will trip and fall sometimes, but persevere and your reward will be happiness.

You're giving up to easily! There are no 'no name nothings' in our world... not so long as we let them exist anyway. You were never ever destined to be nothing... you're not trapped by fate, you're trapped by yourself! Don't you see? Its all a mindset!

Please, take some time, really think about it. You only tell yourself these things, because... well maybe you're scared. Scared to reach out and change what you have. And that's understandable, really, it is. These kinds of changes do take time... but also effort. You can't wait for it to happen. You need to do so yourself. If you really want it, you'll go for it.

Take it one step at a time... and before you know it, it'll all be so much better.

I could just say what I've been telling people... 'I just randomly had an urge, and its only by sheer luck it got so big', but, honestly? Its more than that.

I'd hate to say it... but the Pony thread is a pretty depressing place. Lots of sad and isolated people reside here. Lots of really genuine and nice people who just... have it hard one way or the other.

And with me being all the way here, and them all the way everywhere and not here... I did the only thing I could do. And that was write.

And so I wrote, wrote what I hoped would at least lift a few spirits. Heh... to think I was satisfied with those 7 thumbs that night I posted it. To think that's all I thought it would be.

The wheels turned. Fate drove it to the masses, luck did what I thought was never possible: it let me save lives.

In addition to 1200 greens, I got 160+ reds. Yeah, that's not a lot ratio-wise, but that's still 160ish people who thumbed down. I'd be surprised if none of them were because of Luna. Maybe not all... but some. Others were trolls. Others who simply didn't like what I did for whatever reason... and others because I got some attention.

please dont kill yourself, its probably the stupidest thing you could do. Now i dont know you at all (as far as im aware) but even the ********* of existances is better than nothing. because once your dead, youre nothing forever. but if your alive, the **** life youre in can be improved so easily.

im going to friend you and if you ever want to talk, hit me up. dont worry, im a stranger on the internet, i wont judge.

Oh my God I needed this...
I am currently going into horrible stuff in my life... I was arrested for something that I regretted doing afterwards... And it's still following me... It won't be done until I can return home...

Finally, a comment with thumbs which truly reflect the importance of content.
I used to be really happy, and then I had to be homeschooled because of health issues and all my friends forgot about me. It's been over a year now and I still can't get them out of my head. How we USED to have fun before all the physical pain. And the thing is, I feel ****** for feeling ******, because I'm lucky compared to 99% of people. I try not to wallow but sometimes I can't help it.
Sometimes I unconsciously try to make myself invisible to hide my family from my pain inside, and probably myself, so thank you.
Even if my old friends don't care what's happened to me, you do. A complete stranger.
I've been called every name in the book by the people whom I thought cared for me, but have since proven that they do not. It's nice to know that somebody cares for EVERYONE.

You sir, win the internets. While most people worry about how they're going to leave their mark on the world, in a small way, you have made your mark by typing that. I read down through some of the comments, and quite a few of them say how your 'essay' gave them hope. That's all we can really do in our lives is give people hope. Pat yourself on the back. You've helped over 900 people inside of two days. Meanwhile, I will work to help one at a time as best as I know how.

People always think about the mistakes they've made, the people they've hurt, the lies they've told, and the other past sins in their life. They look at them, put their heads in their hands, sob, and wonder to themselves 'how did I become such an awful person? Why don't I just die, or something?' Those people are forgetting something though... things change. People do change. Things can be made better, and wounds healed.

No matter who you were, you don't always have to be that person. A person is defined not by the mistakes of his past, but rather how he reacts to those mistakes. We're all human, and we all are going to **** up terribly at one point or another. And perhaps we'll **** up so bad, things may never seem to be able to get better... or at least back to the way things were.

So be it. Humans are made to adapt, that's why we're such fascinating creatures. We evolve, change, and adapt at the blink of an eye.

And sometimes its not our fault. Sometimes fate simply gives us a ****** hand. Sometimes the gods simply decide we're the entertainment for the day, and so rain bad luck down on us like evil hail. Sometimes you simply cannot help what happens, but that doesn't mean luck such as that can rule you. You're still you. You're still able to think, to reflect, and to react. And how you react is what people will remember you for.

So stop brooding. Stop dwelling. If you wish to be the person you want to be, its time you've picked yourself up, dusted yourself off, and kept walking. Time heals wounds, yes, but if Time were to pass you while you lied groaning on the street, it would not offer you a hand to stand. It would simply walk on. And while any human may stop to offer you a stick to lean on... no man can pick you up. That's up to you. So take the stick, pick yourself up, and march on.

Do that, and they'll open the door, get on the floor. Everybody walk the dinosaur.

Anyway, for a more serious response... no its not new. Not even close. But its something that doesn't hurt to be reinforced. Sometimes people just need to hear these things, just need to read them, to remind themselves that... well... things can get better.

I agree. It would be ideal if everyone did that. Most of my life I was the rational one among the ones around me, and I use to advice people to always try to do the right thing, despite of what everyone else thinks about about them. People care too much what others think about them, and that's one of the biggest reasons why they don't have the necessary will to stand up and move on when they make a mistake. They don't necessarily think about the mistakes per say, but how people view them for making them. Other people simply don't have the mental maturity to solve their own problems, so they simply bottle everything inside, until they day comes when they either can't take it anymore and do something monumentally stupid, or just continue bottling everything inside, making their lives miserable, and they don't even realize why. I've been watching and observing people's behavior closely for a very long time now, and, like I said, while I do agree that what you said is the ideal way to go, most people simply don't have enough processing power to deal with their own issues, or they simply lack the will, be it out of embarrassment, or other external factors. Most people don't even try to think about who they are and what they want from life. They just... live... aimlessly. Whatever happens, happens. One of the most important advices I give to people is to have a goal in their life, to look forward to something, to have a real reason to get out of bed in the morning, and not just have the ****** mentality "yay, here starts another ****** day in my pointless life". It is indeed supposed to be common sense by now that you are supposed to go after what you want, and not follow other people's dreams as if they're yours. Sadly, it is not so. I am quite glad there are more people like yourself around here. I now have more hope that change is really possible.

Its simple, really. Well, simple to me. I need to push it all out... because I can't be sad. I can't. Or rather, I shouldn't. Not allowed. I have no reason to be. My life is the kind most would give anything to have. I'm going to college for something I love. I have a wonderful pair of parents. They own a diner so money is far from a problem. I have my own job that lets me get nearly anything my heart desires. I haven't a single college loan. I have wonderful friends, both online and off... I just have no reason to be sad. No matter what happens, people have it worse than me. They can be sad... they actually have reasons to be sad, and who am I to be depressed when there's people so much worse off?

I can't be sad, because I don't deserve to be sad or depressed or have bad things. Its not allowed. No matter how down I may randomly get, or whatever happens, I have no room to complain, ever. So no venting to anyone, no complaining about my life, no complaining about who I am. I just smile... smile and be happy for everyone else, to show there is a chance at happiness. To be someone who can brighten everyone's day. I am the port in the storm for a lot of people. A person many people can cry on, open up to, and go to when they need someone. I never judge, I never condemn, I never get depressed. I only be happy and spread happiness. Its what I'm here to do.

And if I were to fail, to falter for even a few moments, then those who see me as such a wonder example of contentedness, and serene, would only feel worse themselves, for they'd have my problems on their own, and feel bad seeing me feel bad.

Which is why no one is allowed to worry about me, and why I'm never allowed to act in such a way where I would cause reason to worry. So I just push it all away, and be myself again.

Its a simple concept to me, one I practically live by when it comes to human interaction, which is why I can handle myself so well. I need to for the sake of everyone else. And so I do.

I'm very glad to know that there's at least one other person in this world that has the same concept of happiness that I do. I've become sort of a beacon of light for my friends, online and off. I notice that when I'm online I get a **** ton of messages and invites to what ever it is that I'm doing. I can relate to just about everyone and I use that to my advantage to spread a contagious smile. I believe that everyone deserves happiness, I believe that happiness is what life is about. I even wrote a paper on it for my English class. I'll probably end up posting it on FJ so everyone can have a peek at my idea of what happiness should be and what it should look like. Some people may need it, others may think I'm thumb-whoring, but I don't care. I just want to see people affected in a positive fashion. You've given text to my thoughts and for that, I applaud you.

Believe it or not, sometimes it is a good thing if friends worry about you. They know that they can always count on you as a friend who listens to them, but what they don't realize yet, is that if they worry about you, you who never has problems, never needs to be given any advice they don't know about yet, then they become alert, they think more about how they could help you, they spend some more time in the real world thinking "hey, this guy isn't perfect, he isn't just my friend, I'm also HIS friend, I need to repay him somehow. I need to give back something!". So that's where maturing starts. You help them by letting them help you. That way they realize they can't always live by other people's ideals and advices. They need to be able to hold their own as well. What will they do once you're gone? They will feel panic. Because you didn't give them enough room to think for themselves. I'm certainly not saying you shouldn't be the way you are now. What I'm saying is that you should give them some space to figure things out for themselves, to learn some independence and that they have to learn how to solve their own problems, and only if they are really stuck, should they appeal to you. By always caring for them, never giving them reasons to worry, you create this ideal environment that they get dependent on. You don't have to be so perfect in their eyes. Give them some space to think and let them see that they are also able to give something back to you. If they succeed to help you in a meaningful way, that can give them more satisfaction than anything else. And that would give them a real reason to be proud of themselves.

I appreciate the input, that's actually something I never really considered, but one I will more often. I mean... they could just care for each other and leave me out of the equation when it comes to that... but what if there is no one else? And it would only be more practice in end... and after all practice never hurt.

You know, I was once belted like that too. Everybody makes mistakes, it's to be expected. When you do make a mistake though, you should be slugged by someone. Because I mean, there's no need for you to punish yourself. At the time, you might think it's a mistake that you can never undo. Even if it is, if we kick and scream and fight like Hell we can move forward a little. I was always taught that even if you don't believe in yourself, you need to believe in the fact that everyone else believes in you. That's how it should be. At least I think so. The tomorrow we're trying to grab for ourselves is not the tomorrow anyone sets up for us; its the tomorrow that we chose for ourselves, a tomorrow that we chose out of all the infinite universes. Believe in the you that believes in yourself! Thats how we roll.

That comment was just awesome and made me think about a little story in my life which proves your point.
It's the relationship between me and my classmates which was pretty bad at the beginning. I think I don't have to explain why - many of you know, how people around you just don't like you and you have noone. The people in my class hated me and I hated them. But one day I wrote a 30 site long story about all these guys and by casual they read it and were so exited. I don't know how this changed so much but now they love me. And I love them.

That reminds me about like 2 years ago, i lost the last part of my family in a car accident, i only had my little brother left. I was close to the egde, multiple times. But, i stopped myself, and i thought, i can't give up now. And now i'm actually here, and i'm happy i still am. I don't know ofcourse, but, i think that's what they would have wanted. But, i don't think i will get over it. It's that's probally unrealistic to think that i would get completely over it.

Well, beautiful comment, you deserve all the comments you got, made me think so much. I even cryed, because it reminded me of my past.

Yep, this is the original. I wrote it around midnight, probably on June the fourth. I remember it being late at night, that's for sure. I decided to write it after showing off a few other things I've written when it came to my views on certain things. If you were to look in my profile, you'd see those two before this one. They're my views on love and why I'm me!

I can understand people's skepticism, and that's the only reason I'm explaining some of that now.

Shows you wrote something incredibly well, and people want to share it with others. Everyone must be shown the truth, and must understand that life will always go on so the best thing to do is to move forward with it.

If only some people would actually believe that, I've met some pretty stubborn people that neglect to accept that people can actually turn around and give them a better impression than was perceived in the first place.

It is. All aspies will never be normal people and will never be able to socialize like a NORMAL person, and if they ever have kids, they would make their children's lives hell. All aspies are just ******* horrible.

Be like Batman. Don't let a ****** hand define who you are. We could all learn from Batman, not to pity ourselves because of our pain, but to use it in order to make ourselves someone better then the thing that caused it.

you know, that's a pretty long comment, it must've taken you a long time to type all of that.. And even though you're trying to help others, which is great, you're still wasting time on the internet by commenting to basically everyone who replied to this..

Go out and change your life if you want to.. I'm fine with mine, and if you're fine with yours right now, go and waste more time together with many others, but if that comment came from the heart and personal **** and stuff, then actually do it....

I've already done this song and dance, so I'll just say this: take it as a reminder from no one. A reminder that came from some distant voice in the depths of space. Forget that I have any attachment to it, and just take what you can and leave the rest.

Emotional wounds are uneffected by time, i see the same people who used to hate me bully people etc, and even though ive forgiven them and released my grudges a very small part of me still despises them to no end

wonderful comment
my two cents:
I look back, regretting a few things, but then realize that all of my actions had their influence on my life and it would not be the same if i would go back and change anything
I love my life, because I've accomplished so many things just by myself and I've put so much work in it, so I have a ccepted my past sins, because they are a part of me and made what I am today

funny.. i was doing what was stated in the first paragraph last night..

4:30 am.. almost the same time it is now.. sitting there with my head in my hands while some music played, just thinking of the stuff iv'e done..

i'm not saint.. iv'e done a lot of **** i knew i shouldn't have.. and i'm not proud of most of those decisions.. and they've made my life very difficult.. and in some instances.. very bloody and painful, sometimes i still think i'm a little too young to be involved in what i put myself into.

but.. thanks to a lot of people who've shown me that i'm otherwise of what i believe, iv'e gotten better.. sometimes i don't believe it.. but even so i try to force myself to. that i'm getting better and we're gonna be okay.. that i'm gonna fix my life and things are going to work out.

i don't want to dwell on pain any longer.. so i'm doing what i can to stop that from happening

Stop your ******* Bawwing this instant. I am not here to comfort you, or to help you cry. I am not here to listen to your story and say, there there, everything will be ok. Stop your ******* crying.

You want to know why I don't care about your sadness? Because you shouldn't be sad. And I know, I know, this is serious ****, and it’s important, and you don't know what you are going to do now, But at the end of the day, it is the same **** that all of us go through.

For the past month I have been down and out. Over some broad that know I love her, but doesn't love me. She thinks of my love only as being awkward. And she still wants me to be her best friend. On top of that, I am a failure in pretty much everything I do, and I have yet to do anything my parents can be proud of. But you know what?

I am ******* awesome!

Now, I will admit that i haven't held a dying man in my arms, or any serious ******* ****, but it’s all the same. People go through **** every day of their lives, and that is what life is. So grab a beer, pop a top, and toast that you are still alive, Give a toast to those who aren't. Those that died so you could be free. Gave their lives so you can hate yours.

You are ******* awesome, but, you don't want to admit it. You go through **** day in and day out and you live. You, are alive. This world cannot beat you. it cannot destroy you. there is no shame in defeat as long as the spirit is not conquered. So don't ******* give up. You are a good, decent person who is in hard times. You deserve somebody. You deserve a hug. You deserve a kiss at night. You deserve a friend. Don't you ever ******* think differently.

Just because someone spends a part of there evening here doesnt imply that they are not doing this. Matter of fact it may be helping, i am sure we have all had crappy days and then came on here in the evening just to cheer ourselves up and feel abit better. As i see it OP being on this site helps what he is saying as he/she may be here so he/she can "lol" and forgot the crap of the day in order to help moving on from it.

No no, that's not what I meant, I just thought you should be busy skydiving or disarming bombs, not hanging around on a site full of 12 year olds
But yeah, this is definitely a large portion of your day nonetheless xD

You'll have to forgive me if demeanor is a little hard to read over text. Especially when followed by a laughing emoticon.

Honestly, you made it sound like I should be some sort of outgoing badass... and I took that as a compliment. See my angle?

Now, then... if you don't like it... well... sorry. I'm sorry you think I'm wasting my own time with these people saying a few words I felt like writing. I'm sorry you read it and that it angered you. I'm sorry I decided to randomly try and lift a few spirits who were so far away from where I was. I'm just sorry you had to see it, and hate it so much you decided to comment about your opinion. Which is your own valid opinion, and one that I do respect.

I'm also sorry to say, I have no real plans on changing for you, so you'll constantly be pissed off at me.

But... hey. Can't please everyone, right?

Oh, and I'm sorry you had to come back here and see it again thanks to my notification. So, with that said, perhaps its best you just stopped here and went off to do something else so you don't have to deal with my '*****. Aye?

And... yeah, he's made that pretty obvious now. Its fine... and even if he was serious, I don't see why he has to make both of our lives harder by continuing the argument. Regardless, he's kinda gone down to a silly level, so I'm done with him.

Yup, just retards like yourself would enjoy crappy internet motivation. Also, you are actually terrible at english, I hope you're foreign. I made you look like a badass by saying you hung around 12 year olds? Okay, I'll take your delusional "angle" on: I guess you are a badass, you must be a whopping 13 years old or something, wow. That's cool to faggots like yourself. It's funny how you naturally see yourself as "badass" and that you even try to get me/others to, as well. Okay, because you can't think of any half-decent defense you just take the "END OF DISCUSSION!!" way out. Typical brony faggot, though; I should expect nothing less of God's mistakes.

Except that's exactly the point. OP is preaching a bunch of **** he probably doesn't do himself. Aoeui is just smart enough to actually call him out on it rather than give this faggot the praise people think he deserves.

I don't see how people think his comics are funny. ._. It has a maximum of 10 words in it as well as poorly drawn artwork. The jokes are also borderline Satanic, I just don't see any funny in Dolan. : / Sorry to rant at you, I don't want you to feel like it's targeted at you or anything. Here's a GIF for your troubles.